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House Rules




          Don't worry about what people think, they don't do it very often. 

Heidi's chocolate mousse.

Patty's house, Patty's way...no fun if you take games too seriously.
Each of us played all of our tiles!

Procrastination has it's good side. You always have something to do tomorrow.

Mindy went to language school in Seville, 

Spain, for six months and then 

spent a few weeks traveling in Spain in 2002. For the last 

five weeks of her stay, she decided to travel around other parts of 

Europe, so I flew over with plane tickets

I got using credit card miles.  I landed in 

Madrid where friends, Don and Barbara graciously 

welcomed us into their home.  Mindy waited impatiently, while I slept off jet lag. 

We took the train to Barcelona, 

and then the bus through the night

into Florence where we began our tour of Italy,

which lasted the next nine days, covering Sienna, Rome, 

Pompeii, Venice and Torino.  

Shivering in the rain and cold of a European winter that 

pierced even through the thick, hearty layers of Wyoming 

winter clothing, we purchased three prints of the old buildings 

in their summer outfits, from a street vendor.

Good intentions, and good memories notwithstanding, 

the prints stood encased in cardboard 

 in the corner for the next several years.  

A couple of years later I ran across some $2 frames at a yard sale that

 really fit quite perfectly.  Then one day I decided to stop at Michael's in

 Billings to choose some mats, and picked them up a few weeks later.

 This week, while cleaning, dusting, and rearranging my office area,

 I decided to see if I had all the pieces.

The only thing I was lacking to finish the project, 

was three pieces of glass to protect the prints, something to 

tape them into place, and the backing. 

The glass shop called yesterday to say I could pick up the glass.

Mom taught me to finish one project before I start the next 

and required us to do it.  She bought the 

supplies for sewing projects for three daughters sewing at the same time

so things could have gotten out of hand, but she nipped that little problem in the bud.

Nearing the end of a project, I would sometimes get a feeling of disappointment, 

but I soon learned that it was the finishing

touches, the hem, and tacking down facings, that gave me

the satisfaction I had envisioned at the beginning of the project...something I could wear.

I marvel at how far from that ideal I have gotten.  We have 

numerous projects started and quite a few not finished, and while I live

in hope of finished projects I've learned to live with some that aren't finished and may never be.  We have started and completed more projects than a lot of people, and sometimes

my friend, Marguerite, marvels at all we get done, but that isn't the point.

Finishing projects has as much meaning as the project itself. 

Real crystal, everlasting flowers.

Hope and new beginnings! ♥

Looks like an overwhelming task, but I think if I get organized...

Working towards spring, I'm sure of it!
It's a process!

Baby Mukluks

                           

Light! ♥